Fang Zhiqiang hurried over and patted his back: "Dad, stop talking. Hurry and have a good rest."

Fang Zhiqiang's father was still asking: "Have you eaten? Go and take a rest." ." Fang Zhiqiang forced him to lie down and stop talking.

Fang Zhiqiang walked over and asked Brother Dalin about the doctor in charge of his father, and then went to the doctor's office to ask about his father's specific situation.

"Are you his family member?" The doctor looked at Fang Zhiqiang and said complainingly, "You people usually only care about making money, so the elderly at home just throw it away and don't care. ? You are so patient at such an old age. In your father's case, fortunately he was sent early this time. I looked at the situation and found that he has been sick for a while. I don't know how he can bear the pain. "Doctor. As he said that, he shook his head: "This is still good. Now I find that there is still a cure. If it really reaches the stage of gastric cancer, what's the use of making more money? Besides, your father also has rheumatism and his respiratory tract is not very good. I have chronic bronchitis and injuries on my feet. You children, please see for yourselves what to do."

Fang Zhiqiang was so ashamed that he couldn't even say a word: "What the doctor said, not even a little bit." There was nothing wrong with him. He was indeed not devoted enough to his father. Otherwise, how could he have let his father contract this disease and reach the point where he vomited blood and was discovered by Brother Dalin.

Fortunately, I entrusted Brother Dalin to take care of my father. Otherwise, if my father was alone, what would happen, the consequences would be unimaginable. When Fang Zhiqiang thought about it at this time, he felt cold sweat on his forehead.

"Your father's situation has already caused a perforation, which is very serious. I suggest that you undergo surgery to remove the ulcer as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles. In addition, even after the surgery, the patient will You can no longer do any heavy lifting, and you need to take care of yourself in terms of diet, work and rest. Think about how to take more care of an elderly person," the doctor added.

"Doctor, when is the appropriate time for the surgery?" Fang Zhiqiang asked the doctor quickly.

"Of course, the sooner the better. His perforation is not small. If it is delayed, bleeding will inevitably occur again. You and your family members will discuss it and give us an exact time to perform the operation."< br />
Fang Zhiqiang had a detailed understanding of his father’s condition with the doctor before coming out of the office. After he came out, his mood only became heavier. He cared and cared for his father too little, too little. He was really not a dutiful son.

"How is it? What did the doctor say?" Bi Luochun sat in the corridor at the door of the ward, smoking, chatting with Brother Lin and Fang Zhiqiang's aunt. He was actually very tired. After all, he was driving all the way without sleeping, and his nerves were always in a state of high tension. He was indeed very tired.

“The doctor said that surgery should be performed as soon as possible to remove the ulcer and then continue nursing care.” Fang Zhiqiang said.

As soon as he said this, Fang Zhiqiang’s aunt let out a heavy sigh again: “I told him this in the morning, and we all said that it would be fine after the operation. But he didn’t Listen, you know your father's bad temper. You two are exactly the same. He is unwilling to have an operation, saying that he will be cured by taking medicine, but he insists on using a knife. The hospital now not only kills people, but also cuts off the flesh. . We tried to persuade him in turn, but he didn’t listen to anyone.”

“Why is Dad like this?” Fang Zhiqiang was very puzzled, “It’s not a big deal to have an operation when you’re sick, so why are you unwilling? "He is afraid." My aunt said, with distress and anger: "He is afraid that when he is old, if he dies on the operating table and cannot get off the operating table, he will not be able to see you and start a family. He just let go..." My aunt said, wiping away her tears: "Your mother died early and didn't get to see you get married and start a business. This was a lifelong problem for him, so he wanted to watch you live a good life for your mother. , Only then can he feel at ease by finding a virtuous daughter-in-law and living a down-to-earth life. Aren’t they all for you in everything he has planned for the rest of his life?”

Fang Zhiqiang’s heart, because of these few words from his aunt, It hurts as much as it hurts. It took him a long time before he said: "Let dad rest for a while. I will talk to him later and persuade him to have surgery. Auntie, Brother Dalin, my dad is fine now. You guys go and rest first." I will."

In fact, he is the one who needs rest the most, but he just can't sleep and doesn't want to sleep. His father's condition affects his heart all the time.

Bi Luochun did not go to rest, but just sat with him.

"Go and sleep for a while. There is a bed over there. After my dad and I confirm the surgery, we can go find a hotel." Fang Zhiqiang said to Bi Luochun.

"I'm fine, I'm not tired. Besides, you've been through the same journey as me, so you're fine." Bi Luochun handed over another cigarette, "What are your plans?"

Fang Zhiqiang took the cigarette and blew out a puff of smoke before saying: "I have to persuade my dad to have the surgery and then take him to Shanghai to take care of him. I can't rest assured like this. ." He frowned, "I still have to find a way to buy a house quickly. Looking back, I can see if I can find a way to get some loans and buy a house. If I had known better, I wouldn't have opened a branch at that time. I would just buy a house first. Hey, you are still incompetent or poor, otherwise you are stuck like this?"

Bi Luochun nodded, and then said apologetically: "It's my fault. I was living and drinking at that time, and I didn't think about the long term. Otherwise, Leave some money, I can help you at this time..."

Fang Zhiqiang waved his hand: "If you have money, you should take care of yourself first. No one of us is better than the other, you have to bear the burden Heavier than me.”

The two chatted for a while, and the doctor came to change the medicine. Fang Zhiqiang's father happened to be in better spirits. Fang Zhiqiang hurried over. At this time, he wanted to find a way to persuade his father to have surgery.

"I won't do it." My father said with a bit of anger, "I'm not a young man. It's okay to cut my belly with a knife and take a piece of meat away. It can still grow. I have a body like this. I know that you can survive for ten or eight years just by taking medicine. Who can guarantee that you will survive until the day you marry a wife and give birth to a child? Wherever you lay down and let them use the knife to scratch and pull you, it is not the same as the meat on the chopping board. What's the difference?"

The older a person gets, the more stubborn their ideas become and their temper becomes more like a child. Fang Zhiqiang's father was like this at this time, especially because of his illness, he suddenly aged faster. .

"Dad, the only way you can really do it now is to have surgery to remove the ulcer. Otherwise, you will still have to suffer the pain again next time if you feel pain, faint, vomit blood or something, and besides, I have to leave Shanghai behind. You have to come all the way back to work over there. What do you think you are after? Besides, the level of doctors nowadays is very high. Gastric ulcer is a common disease. It can be easily cured by surgery. It will not happen again in the future. I'm sorry." Fang Zhiqiang patiently coaxed his father. "If you are worried about the doctor's quality, we will go to Shanghai to do it."